Sheriff Uncle, open the door quickly! I've come to solve a case!

Wu Zhuo lay on the ground, a flash of joy suddenly crossing his face.

Wait a minute, I didn't kill anyone or set fires. Even if I did, what could the police do to him? They have no evidence, and that little brat crushed the ring.

Wu Zhuo lay on the ground, sneering, "This child broke into my house and stole my things. Shouldn't she be the one arrested?"

He struggled to his feet with all his might: "And I didn't do anything! I'm just a pitiful ordinary person who just lost my job. This witch framed me for everything!"

Wen Chan glared at him angrily: "Have you no shame? You even dare to frame a child? You say you didn't do anything, so why did my face return the moment that ring broke?"

"What does this have to do with me?" Wu Zhuo smirked, no longer behaving like a young man. "Shouldn't we blame her?"

"She used sorcery to transfer my entire face onto your body, which is why I look like this now."

"I know! It's you!" Wu Zhuo pointed viciously at Wen Chan: "It must be because you saw I'd become young and handsome, and that all the fans were going to follow me, so you deliberately sent this vixen to get revenge on me!"

Bai Zhizhi was too lazy to waste words with him, so she secretly drew a false word talisman and stuck it directly to his butt while he was still talking nonsense in his dark state.

Wu Zhuo didn't even have time to react before saying, "So what if I absorbed your good looks? What can you do to me?"

"And that ring! I've used it to absorb the looks and voices of so many people. I'm even planning to absorb my current girlfriend's looks. What can you do about it? Go ahead and arrest me if you dare!"

By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late. He covered his mouth in shock.

What's going on?

Why can't he control his mouth?

However, what he didn't know was that Wen Chan had broadcast the entire scene live on her phone.

Wen Chan is the top beauty streamer in the live streaming world, and she has a large audience whenever she goes live.

Everyone in the live stream was stunned.

[What is he saying? Is he crazy?]

[Is this person the assistant? How did they get like this?]

[So your face can be stolen too? That's terrifying!]

[How can someone like this still be here unharmed? Arrest him immediately!]

[We saw Little Fairy again! Enjoy it while you can, this live stream is about to end.]

People whose voices and looks were stolen by Wu Zhuo in the past suddenly returned to normal and looked at their phones with surprise, and they also saw this trending topic.

It turns out this person stole their faces and voices!

They deserve to end up like this!

Wu Zhuo was still struggling, refusing to believe what he was seeing: "No! You police can't arrest me!"

Hearing someone coming upstairs, Qin Qingzhou calmly replied, "The police can't control you, but someone else can."

"Excuse me." It was that same cold and distant voice.

Wen Chan and Wu Zhuo's girlfriend were startled and turned around to see a handsome guy.

They quickly made way, and Yu Bei calmly walked into the house.

"Who, who are you?" Wu Zhuo looked at the man in front of him with an extraordinary demeanor and was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.

"You don't need to know, anyway, time is running out."

"What do you mean you don't have much time left? You're talking nonsense!"

He couldn't say anything more, and suddenly felt dizzy and fainted.

To avoid being suspected of intentional assault, Yu Bei turned to Qin Qingzhou and said casually, "I didn't do it. He was nearing the end of his life and fainted on his own."

Qin Qingzhou: "..." Not knowing what to say, she could only turn off Wen Chan's live stream for now.

Yu Bei always acted very mysteriously, picking up Wu Zhuo and then disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Qin Qingzhou didn't ask him where he took the person. Anyway, those who benefit from metaphysics would eventually die.

Perhaps the way they died was different from that of ordinary people.

Wen Chan was extremely grateful to Bai Zhizhi and quickly swiped money for her: "Thank you, Master. I really don't know what I would have done without you."

Bai Zhizhi accepted the money as if it were perfectly reasonable. After receiving the money, she turned off her phone and watch: "No need to thank me, sister. If you need anything in the future, feel free to ask Zhizhi for help."

Wu Zhuo's girlfriend was terrified and quickly packed her bags, saying she would never stay there again.

With the matter resolved smoothly, Bai Zhizhi swaggered downstairs, with Qin Qingzhou following behind, beginning to think about how to write the report later.

Ever since Bai Zhizhi's reputation took off, the cases that came in every day were all about ghosts or monsters. Qin Qingzhou didn't have much to do, but writing reports became a major headache.

He couldn't just write in the report that Bai Zhizhi solved the case using metaphysics, could he?

Just as I was feeling troubled, I suddenly sensed someone watching me.

Qin Qingzhou was very sensitive to this kind of gaze and turned around warily.

But all that could be seen was a dimly lit corridor, and no one was there.

"What's wrong, Uncle?" Bai Zhizhi sensed that Qin Qingzhou had stopped.

"Wait for me." Qin Qingzhou stepped into the darkness, and only returned after confirming that no one was around. "It's nothing, I probably misheard."

Bai Zhizhi nodded and continued walking with an air of nonchalance.

……

Two days later, Qin Qingzhou suddenly had a fever that lasted all day.

He was fine when he took Bai Zhi to school during the day, but as soon as he returned to the police station, he became extremely feverish and fainted from the pain. In order not to delay his work, he drank a cup of cold medicine and endured the pain.

Finally, I couldn't even read the words on the paper anymore, so I took a nap on the office sofa.

When he woke up, it was already time for Bai Zhizhi to get out of school. He touched his forehead and found that his fever had subsided.

Bai Zhizhi's happiest moment after school is that her uncle is always the first to pick her up.

Kids have strange things to compare themselves to; being the first one picked up by their parents after school seems like a super impressive thing.

Bai Zhizhi was led out of the classroom by the teacher, but she did not rush towards Qin Qingzhou as usual.

"Zhizhi, I've come to pick you up." Qin Qingzhou smiled at her.

Zhizhi pouted, stared at him for a while, and then slowly walked over.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy? Were you bullied in class?"

"No." Bai Zhizhi shook her head and followed him slowly.

"What do you want to eat? How about we get hamburgers today?" Before Qin Qingzhou could finish speaking, he looked up and saw a huge dome surrounding him, isolating him from the outside world.

Outsiders didn't notice that two people had suddenly disappeared from the road, and the noise continued unabated.

"What's wrong, Zhizhi? Are there ghosts around?"

Bai Zhizhi's expression turned serious: "Aren't you a ghost? Where did you hide Zhizhi's uncle?"

Qin Qingzhou chuckled upon hearing this, a smile that would never appear on her face.

"How could they have discovered that?"

"That's strange. Didn't I already conceal the aura of my soul quite well?"

"Little ginseng, how did you find me?"